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Just Another
Rush by and swallow a dream
Echo chamber of memories
Flowing in like a stream
Killing what's left of me
Lamb to veal
Sweet tasting innocence
This is how we feel
When the numb sets in
Perfume on a grave
Sweetest flower
Such a shame
It has no power
Tired and worn
Blink again and you're home
Spiteful scorn
The perfect place to feel alone
Rambling of madness
Words and thoughts to toss aside
Irrevocable sadness
Like swallowing vomit, just to hide
Give me the words
To sing something beautiful
Give me the time
To recreate what I've destroyed
Show me light
That I might follow you
Show me love
Like your favorite toy
Moths in fire
Spit in the face
Of the time to expire
Darkness its takes place
Just another time I'd say
I'd like to give life
You'll never hear me anyway
Turns into another fight
Echo chamber of memories
Killing what's left of me
Echo chamber of memories
Flowing in like a stream
Killing what's left of me
Lamb to veal
Sweet tasting innocence
This is how we feel
When the numb sets in
Perfume on a grave
Sweetest flower
Such a shame
It has no power
Tired and worn
Blink again and you're home
Spiteful scorn
The perfect place to feel alone
Rambling of madness
Words and thoughts to toss aside
Irrevocable sadness
Like swallowing vomit, just to hide
Give me the words
To sing something beautiful
Give me the time
To recreate what I've destroyed
Show me light
That I might follow you
Show me love
Like your favorite toy
Moths in fire
Spit in the face
Of the time to expire
Darkness its takes place
Just another time I'd say
I'd like to give life
You'll never hear me anyway
Turns into another fight
Echo chamber of memories
Killing what's left of me
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